i am jealous
and greedy
and angry
and I hurt
i love
and i hate
i mean well
but manipulate
i am confused
and riddled with doubt
of course i am
i am after all
only human
and yet
i long
i yearn
i aspire
to be compassionate
to be creative
to be whole
to be infinite
i am spiritual too
i am two
but one must live
with the other
with compassion
with forgiveness
till i am
only one
but till then
I must learn
to be two
i am after all
only human
Been troubled so much with these inner warring, conflicting selves within that there times I wonder if I’m human at all!!!
Tell me, putting aside Vedanta and monism etc- on this earthly,very human plane does it really really take two to make one whole,Shekharji?
Love
sheela
connecting as always. 🙂
this is the real complexities existing within our times!
Beautiful.. I would like to share this in few lines in my Face book. Thanking you.
Hello sir, I really love your poem.
I am feeling like that lots of times in my life. After reading your poem I feel it’s me, a truth that I can read and feel. Yes I am after all only human.
I wrote this as my heart’s response to your poem
Araz kiya hain, Dekhata hu main jab- jab ayeney main,
Toh ye sochta hu main ||
Kya main vahi hu,
Jo tu dekhata hain mujh main ||
From Kushal
hello shekhar,
i always like your writing on different subjects…
you write so well…
but this is fantastic.
i am waiting for a book…
archana
Behtareen..Yahee toh hai zindagee ka “Dwandwa.
More than the thoughts which rank amongst the best I have read in the past five decades, I am floored by the simplicity of words and expressions. Thanks for making my Sunday. Love it.
only one (1)
but till then
I must learn
to be two 2 = (1) + (1)
Im one, but twice………..So I am 2
To put yourself on the line and lay it bare, for the world to see, needs courage and immense self belief. Much love and respect Sir.
Dear Shekharji, is there somewhere I could write you to share details of my cell phone number and place of stay in Bengaluru ? Thanks.
Love
sheela
tweet me at shekharkapur@twitter.com
Just tweeted you.Thanks a ton!
Love
sheela
You are One even now in the one who notes all the above different aspects.
Shekharji, do I need to have a Twitter account to be able to use that? Just got a note on gmail that my message was not delivered 🙁
HAPPY DIWALI to you and all your loved ones,Shekharji!
Am leaving this evening by train to Bengaluru.Sad that your twitter ID is not compatible with gmail-is there an alternative ID or would it be asking for too much to receive an email from you at mine. You know, Diwali magic and all that:)
Bengaluru, here I come!
Love
sheela
All of the above qualities has a evolutionary purpose and it is only natural you have all these since you are a product of natural selection.
hope you had a great diwali, will e mail you soon, shekhar
Look forward to that email,Shekharji! Well, I was on the train Diwalii night so missed out on both the noise and Lights 🙂
Thank you!
Love
sheela
Dear Shekharji,
Was at Qyuki this afternoon:)
Love
sheela
Dear Shekhar Ji,
I recently about your Movie PAANI. I have written a Poem on Paani sometime back and it fits the plot of your story completely. In fact it amazed me how similar the topics are.I would like to email you that poem , please email me your contact email id.
I do not want to paste the poem here..
Regards
Sunny
Lalkaar (on Delhi Gang Rape Case)
Raat ki kaali dhool mein simatkar,
Ek kuchli phool padi thi sadak par.
Vehshat ka failaa kuch aisa saaya,
Ke sooraj sharm se ugg na paaya.
Phool ne jab maangi zindagi ki duaa,
To maut bhi ulte pair rawaana hua.
Awaam ne mombattiyaan sulgaayi,
Aur sarkaar ne laathiyaan barsaayi.
Aise kitne phool yun hi kuchle jaayenge,
Aise kitne dhool andhere yun udaayenge,
Dange, ghotaale, aur aatankwaad hum bhoole,
Ab balaatkaar bhi chaai mein ghol pii jayenge?
Surkhiyaan yeh ab khabar banne na paaye,
Khaamoshi ki shehed, zeher banne na paaye,
Lahoo ke surme se har phool ne aankhein sajaayi hain
Kehdo andhero se ke humne sooraj se lau jalaayi hain.
– Prakash Gowda
Vadodara, Gujarat
the observer and the observed
does it ever end?
and yet there is an aloof awareness;
unaffected by it all,
that is aware of both;
the observer and the observed…
nice expression…at the end, it all boils down to the fact that life is all about spiritual union with the Divine…we cry, we enjoy, we remain superficial, we deal with commerce, society…in our limited ways..we live in the material and die in the material…yet our cells cry for that union…
Hello Sir,
Love this poem, I’m putting it on my poetry page http://www.facebook.com/readpoetry
Let me know if you have any objections, I’ll remove it.
Thank you,
Arti
As the Dalai Lama said why not just be kind. Why Jealous, greedy and hate ? These may not natural to us. We could choose to be forgiving and this would also free us up to do other things. thanks for sharing.
Quite a poem Prakash..
As usual it is beautiful…..Your approach towards any subject makes you different from others. You are a great observer.
Regards
Surabhi
I’m a huge fan of yours. There was a lump in my throat when i read it, because like every other, these lines sum up my life.
Just beautiful. Simple. Deep, and thought provoking. Yet, deep down, we already knew it before we read it…we just didn’t know it. Thanks for shinning the light on …our beingness…
Pranaam Shekhar ji
It is always a beautiful feeling to write on your blog. You always amaze! I really enjoyed your writing. Your poems and thoughts are my companion.
So many times there are conflicts of thoughts and that is the practical problem we face in situations and it is a terrible fight. How we choose to interact with those opposing forces within us, determines our life. The challenge is to feed both, accept and incorporate all….. ‘I am after all only human’.
I respect and praise your work.
Regards.
Surabhi
Awesome exactly the way I feel and could not have put it in words ….u have put it so beautifully amazing
“I should be happy, not tipping the scales.”
Nitu Nandan
July 18, 2013 · ·
In my brain
The effect reached
My heart
And it was like empty
Talk
Made my moment bleed
My chocked mouth
Lack of words
I just wanted to
Say…….
The separation poison
Dripping through my eyes
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